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[scapepig]

After this there is a frightened, naked man sitting near the fire, looking around...

And occasionally snarling.

[ooc: Just a warning, if you try and touch him you will get bitten. This is one seriously not amused pig.]

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[amanda_darieux]

Amanda see's the frightened naked man and is most concerned as she is sitting by the fire and has to see this.

Getting closer she offers him her jacket, "Hello"

[scapepig]

He backs away from the jacket clumsily, crawling on all fours rather than standing or walking.

"No!" he snarls.

[amanda_darieux]

"I'm Amanda" she offers. "And you need to have clothing on or you'll get into trouble." she tries to inform him at least using the jacket to block him fromthe view of others around.

[scapepig]

"I know who you are comrade, and NO." he backs away further.

"My present condition is humiliating enough as it is."

[sansa_stark]

Sansa was coming down to have breakfast.

She's not thinking about breakfast now as she gapes at the frightened, naked man.

[scapepig]

The man!pig scowls, and starts to crawl away behind a sofa.

[sansa_stark]

Sansa forces herself to look at the man's face and not other parts. Because good girls don't look at a man's other parts. Not that she was looking. Or if she was looking, she didn't mean to look. But she wasn't looking, so that's FINE! Ignore her red face!

"Excuse m-me, sir. Uhm, you're not s-s-supposed to--" She gives a little curtsy. Then she gestures vaguely around the bar. She's speaking coherently in her head.

[scapepig]

He turns around and growls.

"If you think, comrade, that just because I am stuck in this ridiculous shape that I am going to further humiliate myself by wearing those things, you are much mistaken."

[asar_suti]

"Being naked in the bar is probably forbidden," Asar-Suti said casually from his chair by the fireplace. "You must be new."

[scapepig]

The man!pig's head snaps around.

"Doesn't stop me normally comrade."

[asar_suti]

"I'm nobody's comrade, and you're definitely not Snowball who is allowed," Asar-Suti said. "You are a - communist? Your kind of communists doesn't wear clothes, then?"

[scapepig]

"I am Snowball." the man says, crawling over a little and lying down with his chin on his hands.

"You have never objected to me calling you comrade before, only Jah-lila has ever. And what is a comunest?"

[tachikomachan]

[Sorry, couldn't resist... Hey, at least it didn't say, "you smell like pig!"]

Generally, humans are supposed to be clothed. Unclothed humans are either androids who just came off the production line or are probably in some sort of peril.

At least, that's what the Tachikoma's programming says.

"Excuse me, sir! Are you in need of any assistance?!"

[scapepig]

Snowball's head snaps around as he takes in the Tachikoma.

"Not unless ou know where my body is comrade."

[tachikomachan]

Many possibilities! Most would simply say, "why, you're in it!" but the Tachikoma's brain quickly calculates the most likely possibility. Ah, the wonders of statistics.

"Oh dear! Were you installed in the wrong unit?" It's seen that happen before.

[scapepig]

"A gigglemonster took it." the man!pig says mournfully.

"I'm Snowball, remember? The pig."

[cuttingslack]

Most people would describe what Slack is doing as 'laughing.'

But she actually isn't -- it's very cleverly held back behind a smile and a more authoritative,

"Is it official break the bar rules day, or somethin'? Nice if someone woulda told me that."

[scapepig]

The man turns around.

Not a comrade.

He snarls.

[cuttingslack]

"-- break the bar rules and be just slightly ferally insane," she amends, cheerily. "Can I reccomend clothes b'fore someone calls Security, or is that a lost cause?"

[scapepig]

"I don't wear clothes, I'm a pig."